This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Go down to the potter’s house, and there I will give you my message.” So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. Jeremiah 18:1-5
Feel like a marred pot?
That you have made so many poor choices that you are beyond hope?
That nothing can make you worthy in the eyes of God?
I have those moments too.
In the verses above God makes a point, using the potter Jeremiah watches, the pot is not conforming under the potter’s hands. What makes the pot flawed we don’t know but we are told that the potter had to re-form the pot into “another pot shaping it as seemed best to him.” Continue reading
When I was a teen I was very curious about love as it was a foreign concept in my home.
At home, the word, meaning, or idea was never ever discussed… far from it. Life there was a string of harsh criticism and heartache.
In my mid-teens I became enamored with the newspaper comic strip called “Love Is.” I carefully cut out each little square and taped it inside my bedroom closet door along with the rest of my collection of Love Is comic strips trying to make sense of what love really meant. I gazed longingly at the little figures; their messages of love seemed so ideal.
I wanted their harmonious, altruistic, and thoughtful ways to be part of my life also.
I genuinely thought these little people represented the true example of love and relationship, and that anything else proved to be lack of love, something to run from. Continue reading